His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 342

Chapter 342

Marvin

It had only been a few hours since I watched the video Anya left behind, along with countless files containing shocking information about Panther’s betrayal. Not only Panter, but also Tiago, the one I would take a bullet for.

And poor Anya…..

Poor Anya had to pay with her life for trying to expose him. She could’ve told me the truth, she could’ve asked for my help-but she didn’t. Her love for Tiago must’ve been so big, she must’ve wanted enough evidence to show me he got manipulated.

I felt shocked, numb, and in utter disbelief that my friend, my brother, had been betraying me. And on top of that, I had to deal with Elena’s lies.

How could I have been so blind? How could I have allowed myself to be played by three people I thought I could trust? I had always believed that I was strong, that my instincts were sharp. Yet, I was deceived.

Me.

The heir of the Castillo.

All this time I had been keeping a close eye on Victor, while it were those three I really had to look out for.

For a second, I wondered if I had been too harsh on Elena-but then, I realized I wasn’t. She was the daughter of George Torres, an acquaintance of Stevie Maddens.

The same man who’s murder I took the blame for, only to save my brother who didn’t give a shit about

Panther, who had been like my brother hurt me more than Tiago and Elena combined. I had known him for ages, he was supposed to be by my side-dad and I gave him everything.

I guess this was his thanks.

I couldn’t help but wonder where all of that greed had gotten from. Cisco was my only nephew. Of course I would give the world. He didn’t need to be the heir or the boss for that.

Damn it, Panther.

Why did he had to take it that far?

This was not a minor misdemeanor. This was something serious.

I couldn’t stay quiet about this, and if Mario Castillo would figure out-he would have his head, literally. A slow and painful death awaited him. That’s what Dad would give him.

He would set him as example for any other fool trying to betray or family. Panther would then most likely mention Elena’s mistakes, which would also get her into trouble.

I didn’t want that.

He had to die, for the family’s sake, and Elena’s sake. There was no escaping that. What I could do was give him the easy way out by doing it myself.

Even though Tiago would be spared, as far as our brotherhood went, I couldn’t stand behind him anymore. My own blood, my brother had chosen to deceive me, to conspire against me. I couldn’t allow that kind of betrayal to go unnoticed.

The door opened, and I knew it was him. Panther walked in, humming nonchalantly. His casual behavior made my blood boil, but I kept my face neutral. I couldn’t let him know that I was onto him.

If I did that, he would run to Mario to tell him the truth about Elena. This is how he wanted to control me

all along.

“Yo, Marvin,” Panther greeted me. “You feeling better?”

I clenched my fists under the table, trying to maintain my composure as I grew a fake smile on my lips. “Yeah, I’m doing fine. Much better, actually.”

“Great,” Panther said, opening the fridge and grabbing a drink. He took a long sip, and all I could do was fight the urge not to strangle him right away.

“So, about that drug transport-”

“Panther, do you think Elena is a distraction to me?” I cut him off. I didn’t give a shit about any transport. Not now.

He looked taken aback by the question and let out a chuckle. “Are you still thinking about earlier? Because if it’s about that, I’ll call her and personally apologize.”

“No, that won’t be necessary.” I told him, “I just want to know your opinion.”